Chen Jiaxian didn't know what kind of agreement was reached between Jun Ziyi and Yu Bi. In the end, Yu Bi agreed to coordinate the project's design team and decoration team, led by the design director himself, to support this "AIGC Capsule Exhibition".
The venue and decoration were settled smoothly, and Boss Xiong readily agreed to participate in this event.
This was not the end yet. Pan Qiaomu personally came forward to negotiate, and the two parties signed a diversion and gambling agreement, agreeing on the distribution of profits on that day. Boss Xiong mobilized his personal connections and roped in several other Internet celebrity stores that collect old items to join the exhibition.
It didn’t take long for Chen Jiaxian to see the preview of this fashionable, cool and sentimental second-hand capsule exhibition on Xiaohongshu. After being praised by many Internet celebrities in the visual presentation of the AI virtual anchor, this note In the comment area, there are all messages and likes from young people.
Changlefang opened a new Xiaohongshu official account. Junziyi paid to develop the first generation of Changlefang AI spokesperson, and launched a warm-up event in a timely manner, which aroused a wave of enthusiasm in the AIGC application exploration circle.
In fact, Chen Jiaxian has no idea how all this happened.
At this point, this event is completely different from the "Neighborhood Festival" envisioned by Chen Jiaxian for the elderly.
The development of the situation was completely out of her control.
But she is still the first person in charge.
After some time, after several rounds of games and communication among the senior management, Chen Jiaxian suddenly received a notice that the event was scheduled to be held at 10 a.m. on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The optimal time period would directly squeeze the opening time of cultural and creative stores from the morning. to afternoon.
Chen Jiaxian immediately went to Zhou Ke, who was in charge of the cultural and creative store, to apologize.
Zhou Ke knew about the time change half a day earlier than Chen Jiaxian.
At this moment, she was very busy revising the opening promotional materials.
Zhou Ke glanced at Chen Jiaxian: "The boss is powerful, and the subordinates benefit from it."
Chen Jiaxian smiled bitterly: "I can't control it now."
Zhou Ke said: "But you are the first person in charge. Once this project is completed, you will have confidence in the company."
Chen Jiaxian had mixed feelings: "The event was rescheduled, and the first person in charge was the last to know. It's funny."
Zhou Kemei: "You did know a little late."
As the weight of the project continued to rise, Chen Jiaxian saw more and more clearly that maybe she thought she could do something, but in fact she couldn't help it. She is just a small figure in the huge machine of Zhuoxiu Group.
Everything has nothing to do with humanistic care, it's just business.
Zhou Ke said: "But if you seek comfort from me, you will be suspected of showing off. Who will give away the performance for free?"
Show off?
Chen Jiaxian opened her mouth and realized that no matter what she said, it would sound like showing off to Zhou Ke's ears.
People's concepts change with the change of position - Chen Jiaxian remembered in a daze, so when she felt that others were "arrogant", was it the same way?
Who is this "other"? Chen Jiaxian knew clearly when she saw Pan Qiaomu.
Pan Qiaomu and his assistant were about to go out. When they saw Chen Jiaxian, they turned around and left.
Ever since she said "you like me", Pan Qiaomu has been deliberately avoiding Chen Jiaxian. The point of contact between the two was broken, and Pan Qiaomu returned to the state where he looked at Chen Jiaxian like nothing before.
His assistant ran over and told Chen Jiaxian: "The latest modification requirements for the event plan have been sent to your email. The merchant has some requirements, so it will be iterated on."
As the first person in charge, Chen Jiaxian didn't know anything, but she could only cooperate: "Okay."
…
Facing the free performance, Chen Jiaxian was not as happy as she imagined.
She spent some time in mental exhaustion, and some time in self-doubt, before finally making up her mind to revise the plan.
In the meantime, Song Qingxu made several phone calls and sent several WeChat messages, but Chen Jiaxian had no time to pay attention to them.
She was busy until three in the morning when she sent the revised plan back to Assistant Pan Qiaomu. Then she picked up her phone and opened the dialog box with Song Qingxu.
Song Qingxu asked her to have dinner together during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Jiaxian had no intention of replying. She clicked on Song Qingxu's circle of friends, glanced at it, and accidentally liked it. She quickly canceled, but in such a short time, Song Qingxu called immediately.
Chen Jiaxian had to answer.
"It's so late, are you still asleep?" Song Qingxu asked on the other side of the phone.
Chen Jiaxian said: "Work overtime."
Song Qingxu's tone obviously didn't believe it, but he followed her words and said: "There is no need to get yourself into this situation for an internship."
Chen Jiaxian didn't want to explain either.
Song Qingxu talked a little bit, and finally said hesitantly: "Can I treat you to a meal?"
Chen Jiaxian refused: "I don't have time."
Song Qingxu said: "I can wait for you to finish your work, as long as it takes."
Chen Jiaxian looked at the time, it was 3:15 in the morning. She looked at the plan on her computer - what was the point of being so busy? The final outcome of the plan is not hers to decide.
But she can decide how to organize her life.
At this moment, Chen Jiaxian urgently needs to seize the anchor point that can determine her subjectivity and prove that she is still a person with the right to choose, rather than a small mayfly or a tool in the hands of senior executives in the workplace.
Chen Jiaxian asked: "Aren't you going to have dinner with your family during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Song Qingxu said: "My parents are studying abroad, and I am alone."
So Chen Jiaxian said: "Okay, see you on the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Song Qingxu wanted to say something else, but Chen Jiaxian was already so sleepy that she almost fell asleep. She hung up the phone and didn't hear Song Qingxu say: "...and your parents..."
…
Chen Jiaxian didn't sleep well at night. In the early morning, she turned over in bed and her pillow fell from the top bunk to the floor. She had to crawl down to pick it up.
Also dropped on the ground was Guan Xi's work badge.
——She stole it.
At this moment, Chen Jiaxian looked at Guan Xi's slender and calm eyes in the photo, which seemed to be asking her:
Is this fair?
Chen Jiaxian returned to bed, unable to sleep, as if there was a fire burning in her heart.
Is this fair, she asked herself.
Is it fair that your ideas, demands, and desires are completely ignored in this commercial society and are crushed by huge machines like mayflies that live and die?
If it's unfair.
Didn't Guan Xi teach you how to express your anger?
Then why don't you fight for a fair chance?
What are you ashamed of?
Chen Jiaxian got up, washed up and rushed to the office.
"I still think that activities should take into account the needs of the elderly." Chen Jiaxian said to Guan Xi, who was drinking a glass of iced Americano, "For the smooth progress of the Changlefang project. Aboriginal people are generally very old. Since our project requires the cooperation of Aboriginal people, , then we must take into account the preferences of the elderly. AIGC, capsule exhibition, these words are too young and too trendy, where are they for the elderly? I think there needs to be a balance."
After Chen Jiaxian finished speaking, she waited for Guan Xi's rejection and organized words to persuade the other party in her mind.
Guan Xi took a sip of coffee: "Okay."
